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Chapter 3: Feeling

A lot of people have been giving me crap about the title of this story. Who the fuck cares! Just read the damn thing and leave a comment, I don't need a spelling lesson. If you want me to go through your fics and INSULT you, let me know!

Besides the flames about the title, please enjoy the chapter.

Hinata pulled into the dorm complex parking lot and cut the engine. They laughed as they walked down the hallways, chatting about the party and the people they met. Hinata suddenly gasped and stopped as something ran over her foot.

"Ah, Spider!" she yelped. Naruto stepped forward and quickly killed it with his flip flop Hinata sighed and rubbed the back of her head. "Sorry, I'm no good with bugs," she giggled. Naruto smiled and invited her into his room for a while.

"Don't tell Shino that," he joked, walking in after her. "So you and Kiba hit it off really well," Naruto said, taking off his jacket and sitting on his bed.

"Same goes for you and Sasuke. You do know you danced with the school's most popular guy correct? Girls are going to be mean to you left and right." Naruto shrugged and blushed, looking over to his table mirror, he sighed.

"So what's the deal with those four? They're always seen hanging out together so...They're cousins, right? I heard a rumor that the families are really rich or something." Hinata nodded.

"Yeah they're loaded. In the sixteen hundreds, families came over from Europe and started the colonies. One family became very successful and eventually became nobility here in America. The Uchiha was the family that had the success," she smiled. Naruto nodded.

"Go on," he urged. Hinata sat on the bed next to him and played with her short black hair.

"Well, it was around the Salem witch trials later that some of the people suspected the family was full of witches, especially because they had so much success. Only a few children got away. Three sisters and one brother fled. The brother had a family of his own, and that is the line Uchiha Sasuke is from. The three sisters eventually married and changed their last names. Those three were Sabaku, Hyuuga and Inuzuka."

"No kidding?" Naruto raised an eye brow; he lay down on the bed and sighed.

"I have to say though, Sasuke is the best choice. Neji is a bit stuck up, and Gaara is too scary to date. Plus, I think Sasuke genuinely likes you and that's rare considering he has shooed away ever girl who has approached him. Not to mention he's the best runner on the track team," she finished. Naruto buried his head into his pillow and hummed.

"He'd better not be a jerk though, and he had better not be out for a screw and leave either," he mumbled. Hinata smiled and shook her head.

"I think you'll be just fine," she soothed, running a hand through his hair. Naruto smiled and switched to his back on the bed. They talked for a bit more about the party before they said their goodnights and went to bed. Hinata walked down the hall to her room and didn't notice the twitching spider on the floor get up and crawl away.

The cops had swarmed the place on the beach and only found some empty kegs of beer. No arrests were made and no one was even caught, which pissed many of the cops off. They were finally satisfied when one car was still in the woods. Other men had surrounded the car that appeared to be locked from the inside. The cops had to break the window on the driver's side to even get close to the inside when the person appeared to be passed out. When they finally opened the door, only one body fell out. It fell out dead and cold looking like it was sucked dry. The police were baffled and frightened, shouting orders in every which direction.

A figure ran away from them and into the woods.

"That was fucking great!" Kiba thrashed from the backseat, unable to control his laughter. Even Gaara seemed amused and hid his evil smile well under his red bangs. Neji only sat smirking while he drove and gave a rare chuckle when Kiba described the looks on the cop's faces. He waved his hand in a circle and flashed his eyes. A beer suddenly sprung up and landed in his hand. Neji glared at him through the rear-view mirror. He'd better not spill that...

"I think they might have shit themselves," Gaara mused, making Kiba laugh harder, opening his beer can. Sasuke sat in the front and stared out the window, wondering if the blond he met got away safely. Just in case something would happen, Sasuke had put a small protection spell on Naruto when he kissed him. The golden haired was no doubt at home, safe and warm in his bed and possibly awaiting Sasuke or anxious to call him. The raven smirked at the thought; he let his mind go a little vulgar and imagined what else the fair-haired could be doing in his bed right now. Kiba finally stopped laughing when Gaara punched his arm and told him enough was enough, move on already. Kiba pouted for about half a minute sipping his beer before he rambled on about his Hinata.

"Man, she was looking so FINE tonight! If only the cops hadn't of shown up I would have totally invited her to my place and tore that shit up!" he stated then leered. "And I think Sasuke was about to do the same with that blond boy he met. You were totally all over him." Neji looked over at Sasuke and smirked. The raven gave him a look that basically said it all . . . Shut up.

"Oh really, that's rare. I thought Sasuke only liked running track and glaring at every girl who rubbed up against him," the driving brunette mused, stopping at a red light.

"Yeah, he likes running away from chicks. So what's up Sasuke? What made you so smitten with the blond? I didn't know you could actually interact with the living?" Kiba asked, wiggling his eyebrows. Gaara only watched from the back seat.

"What's his name?" The red head asked. Neji almost ran into the side walk at the question. Gaara was interested in something other than alcohol? That had to be a sign of the apocalypse. Kiba was looking out the back window to make sure the sky wasn't falling. Sasuke knew better though, Gaara, believe it or not was a bit of a busy body, he exploited people's weaknesses when they got on his nerves or threatened him. He did the same thing to his father, manipulated the man after being abused for so long. The man eventually died, making it look like a suicide but Sasuke knew better. It was the year all four of them ascended on their eighth birthdays, Gaara, whether he meant to or not, cast a powerful spell on the man, killing him by forcing him to jump off of his company's building.

Gaara inherited his fortune and was eventually going to take the head chair at the company that sold supplies overseas to other countries. Before he could inherit it though, he needed at least something in college to call a degree. Sasuke, Neji and Kiba were in the same boat. Neji lived with his uncle who was not a wielder of the craft and had no clue his nephew could. Neji kept it a secret for his own protection. Hinata moved out because she wanted space and independence. Kiba lived with his grandmother who used a craft; she liked to cast curses on people, especially the poor paper boy who she claimed threw the paper into the sprinklers on purpose.

Kiba had to keep an eye on her sometimes in her old age. Gaara lived with his grandfather and had been trained to the craft by the man. He found out in the end about his son's abusive ways toward Gaara and said only a few choice words...Good riddance to filth and tainted blood. Gaara, believe it or not loved the guy. Sasuke's parents had both died according to the papers 'mysteriously.' His father was a craft user and so was his brother who was at home now, probably redecorating the house or fussing about what time Sasuke would be home from the party. The elder Uchiha had been like a parent to him ever since their parents died. He also became gloomier too.

"His name is Naruto Uzumaki." Gaara nodded and looked back out the window to the passing scenery. If Sasuke liked him, then he had no objections, he too would protect Sasuke's blond if needed.

"See you at school!" Kiba waved as they pulled from the Uchiha's driveway. Neji honked a few times before disappearing down the street and teleporting halfway down the block to get home faster. Sasuke ran up his stoop to the large oak front door. It was nearing well toward midnight, and he noticed the light in the living room was on. The grand stair case looked dark and gloomy as he walked past it. He walked into the room and almost immediately cringed when he smelt the waft of alcohol hit his nostrils. His eyes watered, and he let out a breath.

"Sasuke?" a voice called softly, turning toward him. Sasuke walked to the large arm chair and sighed.

"Yeah, it's me brother," he replied, sitting down on the opposite couch. The other man looked him over. Dark eyes seemed clouded from drinking and lack of sleep. He was slouched lazily and sleepily. His red night robe was hanging slightly off a smooth pale shoulder along with long black hair. His legs were crossed, and his feet were bare.

"You're home early…It's only midnight. Didn't the party suit you?" he asked softly, turning to the painting above the fire place. A large portrait of their parents hung there, shimmering dim in the light from the fire place. Sasuke rolled his eyes and sat up slightly.

"The cops came so everyone scattered. We got away fine and so did everyone else. Nothing to worry about though, I went and danced and that's it." Itachi looked at him, seeming to examine him.

"It's dangerous Sasuke," he whispered, "I felt you use your powers along with the other three. The waves were that strong. What were you doing?" Sasuke frowned.

"I told you, we were careful. We don't attract attention as much as our family has in the past." Itachi shook his head.

"You'll become addicted, when your birthday comes you'll become addicted to the power…Just like our father was," his eyes lowered, almost in sleep. Sasuke looked at the wine bottle at his brother's feet.

"Go to sleep brother, you've been drinking. You only drink when you worry," he whispered back, rising to his feet. He moved with his brother and smoothed his long black hair from his now almost closed eyes.

"I can't lose you too. I can't let our father take you too…He already took mom…Don't…Go." He slipped into sleep; head lolled to the side and resting against the back of the chair. Sasuke watched him for a moment before gently lifting his brother up and taking him to his room. Itachi in his inebriated state went willingly and tiredly. "What do you want for your birthday anyway?" his sleepy intoxicated mind mumbled out. Sasuke let a small rare smile come out at the question.

"We'll talk about it in the morning, let us get you to bed for now," he whispered. Itachi smirked as he was lowered on to his bed. Sasuke moved away from his grabby hands and walked through the door. "Good night brother, I'll see you in the morning." With that, he closed the door and Itachi was left to the pitch dark of his room.

"Don't go…Don't…Die...Don't leave...Me..." He fell asleep, mumbling in his dreams. Sasuke made his way to his room, mulling over Itachi's words.

"Brother, I'm not like dad. Power won't control me," he whispered. He changed into his night clothes and gently slipped beneath his covers. His thoughts went back to the party and the blond he had met. He didn't know what it was, but he was really attracted to him. Naruto wasn't like everyone else; he didn't follow the crowd. Sasuke shifted onto his side and let his eyes drift closed. Everything would be different in the morning.

TBC